Where Mugithi 🎸 meets Ohangla 🥁 — and love finally found its beat!

Before you watch the videos below, please understand one thing: this Ruracio Squad did not come to play — they came to embarrass their ancestors with confidence. We practiced like a group that had no business dancing, but somehow decided “wacha tujaribu.” People were counting beats loudly, hips were going one direction, legs another, and at some point someone shouted “STOP! START AGAIN!” like a frustrated choir master. But listen… the energy was unmatched, the laughter was uncontrollable, and the chaos was beautiful. If discipline had a cousin named vibes — that was us. Now enjoy the footage. Viewer discretion: Expect vibes, struggle, and unnecessary enthusiasm. 🤣💃🕺🔥

Oh, by the way — in case you missed the memo while focusing on the goats, the outfits, and the dance moves… the groom proposed. Yes, proposed. Shocked us all. The man knelt, the ring sparkled, and before anyone could even shout “ayie!”, the bride said a very confident YES. So please, clap for the groom’s bravery, clap for the ring’s brightness, and clap for the bride’s speed in accepting. We are officially in the “she said yes, he said finally” era. 😄🔥💙

You came, you smiled, you partied… now show us the proof! 😍🎉 Drop your photos here and let's stitch together the story of our Nyombo day—through your lens. The more the merrier, so don't be shy… upload away!